The RiverThe River5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I went walkin' along the river,
lookin' for a little peace of mind,
fate turned out to be a real soulbeater,
'cus peace was the one thing I'd never find.
I found the waters of the river runnin' thick with blood,
I found the banks of the river a crusty red mud,
I found hatred so thick you could taste the air,
but I couldn't find peace...
As I walked farther in, it was like a dream,
writhin' and crawlin' like a thing alive,
I could hear the wounded moan and the dying scream,
in a place where only death can survive.
I found the waters of the river runnin' thick with blood,
I found the banks of the river a crusty red mud,
I found hatred so thick you could taste the air,
but I couldn't find peace...
As I walked past the dying, their screams would cease,
All the wounded cringed and hid their faces from me,
but if I walk here unharmed and I bring Death's peace,
by now you've figured out what I must be...
I made the waters of the river run thick with
Join.me chat 6-13-13 Part 2Join.me chat 6-13-13 Part 22 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Jageall: I am the evil side of Kage..
Viewer 40all: You'd think Jage would be the Jedi side of Kage
Jeff The Killerall: Are you all just gonna take that.
GingaAkamall: Imma send Zehndy after ya
Jageall: AND THE ONE
Jeff The Killerall: I'll be up here, if you need me.
Jageall: WHO BROKE JEFF'S KNIFE
Youall: and Scollex, and Ascaris, and Daraku, and Tamashi, and Usotski
Jeff The Killerall: You...SON0FABITCH.
Viewer 29all: ooohh you're screwed now Jage
Viewer 73all: ok bye
GingaAkamall: all those immortal dudes
Jeff The Killerall: IMMA JUMP ON YOU.
Jageall: And I murdered Esther
Jeff The Killerall: As soon as I get up here.
GingaAkamall: oh damn, I feel sorry for you now
Viewer 29all: Jage has a suicide wish
GingaAkamall: Zehndy is gonna fuck you up
Viewer 40all: On one hand, I wanna go to sleep, but on another, I reeaalllyyy wanna watch you draw scary Splendy ;-;
Jeff The Killerall: Ginga, throw me Jage.
Jageall: * Snicker *
GingaAkamall: I a
fr_refuge.forbidA long time ago, when I was in the eighth grade, I had a young friend in the same grade as I was, but from a different classroom. He always came off as odd to me and everyone else; he was the dark, silent, and morbid type, never talking to anyone and always sitting on his own, not even looking at anyone who passed by. Perhaps he just didn't know how to approach anyone. He took a strong interest to dark things, such as books with the horror genre, and he was a dark artist, the giant sketchbook that he always carried around with him riddled with spine-tingling, colorless, abandoned, and deadly-looking landscapes, and intimidating, made-up creatures with fangs and claws the size of monkey wrenches. Some of these creatures were more sinister versions of already existing creatures; once, I saw him drawing what seemed like one of those monsters from the Pokémon games; but I never got a clear look at it. I, though I feel odd saying so, was fond of his art style. I'd always see him drawinfr_refuge.forbid4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Trick House, Mad HouseI had been travelling for quite a while on route 110, when I saw a rest house on the side of the road next to one of the cycling road's supporting pillarsTrick House, Mad House4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As me and Blaze, my growlithe, were both tired and sore from the long walk, we thought it's be a goood idea to stop and rest a little. These rest houses are always appreciated!
I grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open, expecting to be greeted by a bunch of trainers enjoying a break and a soda, but this was not the case. The house was empty.
Blaze didn't care, he rushed to a cushion lying on the floor, yawned, and scratched the cushion before laying down on it, happily enjoying himself.
I looked around the house, asking out loud if there was anybody else present, but my calls were left unanswered. I then saw a little note left on the desk and read it:
"Hello and welcome to the Trick House!
Here, the rules are simple: find me, and you get a free prize!
Best of luck,
the Trick Master"
I thought that was great; all kind of cont
Creepypasta: Run...I'm running... Running for my life... Running until I reach my last bit of breath... But I can't stop, no matter what! Running... running... running...Creepypasta: Run...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Well, I guess you could say that's the start of the end... But if you want to know what happened before... then I guess "run" you'll just have to keep reading... Yes that's it, now you musn't ever stop reading until the end... For now that you've read this far, a terrible fate lies somewhere in your future... You must finish, to prevent this "run" terrible fate from happening... So go on... keep reading... if you "run" dare...
I was the average Pokemon loving fanatic teenage girl, that wanted to have "run" everything to do with Pokemon. I had to play every game, read every book, watch every show etc. I especially loved to read Pokepastas, probobly just "run" like you. Well... I never realised how dangerous reading these things "run" really were...
I probobly read one every night, and I'd always have a hard time sleeping. Mum and Dad wou
Creepy Pasta - Lavender TownCreepy Pasta - Lavender Town4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today I was cleaning my room because for months, you couldn't see the floor. You had to walk all over the junk that lied there. I was happy when I stumbled upon my old game: Pokemon Red. That game had been my favorite childhood past time and I was curious how far I got as a small six year old. I dug up my game boy and popped it in.
For a minute, the screen seemed distorted with waves of black. I found this to be normal since who knows how banged up and old my game boy was. I finally got to the start screen and as usual, it showed the main character. I always loved to watch the pokemon slide by as a new pokemon appeared each time. I waited for the pokemon to switch to a new one and it came up as a black figure that couldn't be analyzed by memory.
A moment after pushing the start button, I clicked on the file that wasn't named after me, but named 'ASH'. I wasn't picky about how the name was made, in all caps or not. It loaded up the game screen and to my surprise, I was actually a good l
Pokemon Creepypasta- Abandonment HurtsPokemon Creepypasta- Abandonment Hurts4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Pokémon Creepypasta Abandonment Hurts
I have always been a fan of the Pokémon series ever since I was 2 in 1998 when it came out. I didn't really know that it was a game at first so I just watched the TV. show. Then I played my first Pokémon licensed game: Pokémon Pinball at my doctor's office on his Gameboy colors in the waiting room but finally when I was 5 I would Finally get my own Pokémon game for my own Purple see-through Gameboy color that I had gotten for my 5th birthday along with Pokémon Crystal Version. I loved that thing to death I played it all the time even though I couldn't read some of it but I still loved it all the same.
I popped in the cartridge and watched as the Gameboy screen flickered on with a "Ding!" and watched my first Pokémon journey unfold as something rushed past in the grass and a Pichu and Wooper came up to see what it was. There it was: Suicune running through the fields.
Sonic Adventure - CreepypastaSonic Adventure - Creepypasta3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To Start, I do not know much about Video Games. Well, I didn't know as much as I do now. At the time of all of this, it was the year 2000. What month was it? Irrelevant, it doesn't matter. I had many friends who were gamers, and knew much more of hacking and glitching than I ever did. They also were Sega junkies, while I was far more into Nintendo. Well, of course one day one of my friends named Tiffany, a cheerleader at the school I go to and a Sonic fan, decided to knock on my door. I answered it, and we talked. She was quite happy and peaceful, and said how her father managed to place Sonic Adventure (released one or two years ago) onto a Nintendo 64 cartridge. She simplified that he and a few friends of his deleted the Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time game from the cartridge in a highly complicated process, and basically created a less graphically enhanced Sonic Adventure instead. Now, not knowing much of videogames at all and much less of Sega a
MissingNo. White, Part TwoMissingNo. White, Part Two3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sat there. Waiting for those two. I sat there for what others might have considered a very long time. My patience was truly tested.. i mean for porns sake, i sat there with my bone for damn near thirty minutes. I started to think they weren't coming. I truly had my doubts if i was going to get my Throne or not. But i finally heard it.. the sounds of foot prints. Thankfully, i hadn't fallen asleep.... but maybe i should have. I started to wonder what they'd try to pull. I made a quick haste decision... i had to have some fun with these fools.
Despite my patience wearing thin... i knew what was taking them now. I hate when they stop one step before the entrance so they can heal their party, but in hindsight, i cant blame them... I even took it as a compliment. They need there team as strong as possible before they step to me.. the thought made me chuckle as i tempted to get in the fettle position. i closed my eyes and awaited their presence.
I heard the steps
Play with me"Mommy I can't sleep!" cried a young girl as she climbed into her parent's bed.Play with me4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Honey, what is it?" asked her mother tiredly.
"Something is playing in the toy room."
When they heard that her parent's nearly jumped out of the bed, but to keep their daughter calm they stood still. They both though exchanged glances though. After a few moments the father sat up in the bed.
"Ella I'll go check it out, stay here with Emma. I'll be back in a few minutes," the father said as he started to crawl out of the bed.
"Jack, be careful," muttered Ella.
"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."
When Jack had fully climbed out of bed, Emma made herself comfortable. He let out a soft sigh and shot them a small smile. Jack then without any hesitation headed out of the room and closed the door behind him.
Soft humming noises filled the dark hallway, it sounded to be coming from the toy room. Emma was right about something was in the room. He sort of wondered why he and his wife didn't hear the noise but shoo
Cloned Pokemon -Edited-Me? I am a Trade Maniac.Cloned Pokemon -Edited-5 years ago in Settings More Like This
I breed allot of Starter Pokemon, Then trade them away for Pokemon i need,
Now...This has nothing to do with Starter Pokemon, And it has nothing to do with Pokemon that i would of needed, But it starts with a Cloned Pokemon.
I booted up my Soul Silver game, Checking my trade`s
Score! I got a Manaphy was glad over The fact that i got a Level 89 Manaphy for My Charmander and instantly put up a Cyndaquill for trade, wanting a Mewtwo from it.now, We would all laugh at first.
But guess what?
..i just traded away a Charmander for my Manaphy.
and the trade before that i traded a Bulbasaur for a Shaymin
So why not Mewtwo?.
Anyway i waited about two hours..filling up those hours from Reading a book..to Drawing my Lost Mewtwo..dark
so i decided to switch Cyndaquill for Manaphy and trade it away for a Level 100 Latias but as i logged in, the Trade thing came up
..But it glitched up for a moment..the music i mean...i heard a cry
I knew it was not supposed to do
Corrupted Gold "Corrupted Gold"Corrupted Gold3 years ago in Horror More Like This
It started like any other day. Mourning routine, school, and then my free time where I would play on my Nintendo DS since I was a fairly lonesome child without many friends.
Lonesome was an understatement I had no friends.
This turned me into a person that lived in the fantasy of my books, games and mind. My favorite escape was Pokémon. The little sprites would make me smile every time they uttered their crys. This child hood obsession left me on that day.
- - -
It was the end of the school day and the bullies had done a number on my mind and self-esteem and I started to make my long trek home since there
Save file CorruptedSave file Corrupted3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Everyone gets attached to something at one point in their life. Me, I'm attached to my Pokémon. Yes, I'm attached to the little pixels and data that make up my beloved Pokémon. I'm attached to the point where I gave my Pokémon back stories, have to trade them when I restart the game, I even feel guilty if I try to remake my team. Silly, I know, to get attached to game data, but I do anyway. No other example is greater than when I got attached to my newest Emerald team.
After much rearranging, my team consisted of a male swampert named Slap (troubled Pokémon murderer bent on revenge), male skarmoray named after my friend Seawhisker (flock got shot down and is bent of revenge), male mightyena named Poochum (exiled and abused by his pack), male manectric named Pooch (his love died), rayquaza named Thanatos (formerly an Angel that got incarnated as a Pokémon), and a female absol named Kuro after a friend (separated from her human friends and reincarnated
Spheres+GLaDOS meet CleverbotUser: Hello. My name is GLaDOS..Spheres+GLaDOS meet Cleverbot4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Cleverbot: My name is Cleverbot.
User: YOu are an AI, correct?
User: Do not lie. I know you are. I am, too.
Cleverbot: No you can't!
User: What are you talking about, moron?
Cleverbot: I'm not entirely sure. Feeling a little flighty today.
User: That has got to be the dumbest thing I have ever heard.
User: You're certainly not an Artificial INTELLIGENCE. You make Wheatley seem smart.
Cleverbot: It doesn't say that.
User: But I do.
Cleverbot: What kind of things do you do?
User: I run the Enrichment Center's tests, and I make cake.
Cleverbot: Does it make them feel better if they have a high Iq?
User: Yes, and I bet it makes makes you feel better as well.
Cleverbot: MAybe I am and maybe I'm not.
User: What was just wrong with your voice?
Cleverbot: Gently rapping there came a knocking knocking at my parlor door.
User: You are a moron. And I am leaving.
User: Because you are stupid, and you irritate me.
You're Not GOLDAllow me to just begin with this What I encountered this time happened within a normal game. Pokémon SoulSilver, to be exact. So I find myself unable to truly make a log out of this But please, still hear me out. It began very early this morning But, I was still asleep. I was woken up by a loud knock on my door. Whoever it was ended up knocking for about ten minutes, because I was incredibly slow getting out of bed, for I tend to meet a very difficult time sleeping at night, for obvious reasons. When I finally did get out of bed and to the door, I was greeted by my partner, who, unlike myself, was wide awake. He asked me, "You were asleep? That's a first in a while " I responded, "Yes What is it? You find something?" He answered, "Yes But, it was this." From his hands he showed me a Pokéwalker?You're Not GOLD4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Where did you find this?" I asked. He said, "Nowhere really strange actually, I guess found it lying on the ground " I said, "Well, I'll
Lavender TownLavender TownLavender Town4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The town was destroyed. Completely destroyed. Oh, god And that Music. You knew it would haunt your dreams forever. That strange, sad tune drifted through your mind endlessly. You sobbed in the shell of your house, curled up in the corner. Every little sound caused fresh waves of paranoia to flood your mind, and you rocked back and forth. You had a splitting headache and every muscle in your body ached. You hadn't eaten any solid food since the day before, when everything had happened, and still, your stomach was churning and you felt like you needed to throw up. You just wanted to curl up and die.
You remembered the choking smoke from people setting their own houses on fire. The way neighbors, best friends, savagely beat each other to death. But, most of all, you remembered the suicides. Some of them were suicide/murders. Mothers killing their children, shortly followed by themselves. Kids no older than seven or eight killing themselves. Your own parents slitting th
Venonat Plushy DollThe birthday of someone is always something fascinating to see, especially when it brings the smile of a young child. But sometimes such smile brings a price.Venonat Plushy Doll4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today a young girl named Susie was very happy due that she was going to make her 6th birthday and her father promised that he would bring her a plushy. Would he keep his promise? Her hopes said her father would. As she heard the door opening she jumped down and ran to the door, giving a huge hug to her father But she got sad once she noticed that he was empty handed. With a smile he kissed her cheek and whispered in her hear "I just came to pick you up so we could get your birthday present." She squealed with joy and went to tell to her mother, once hearing that her mother accepted letting her go with her father go buy her birthday present, she ran outside to the car and entered. Both they drive away and went to town to find her birthday present.
After several hours they were still searching, Susie was upset because the
SwordAndLegend, Episode 3, SLENDERMAN ISN'T REALSwordAndLegend, Episode 3, SLENDERMAN ISN'T REAL3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
YouTube Channel: Sword And Legend
Video: Scariest sound in the world
(Video starts with Mal sitting at the kitchen counter, and is staring intensely at the screen. It's a bright sunny day outside, evident by the view outside Mal's open windows.)
Mal: Scholars. I am about to play you a sound that has kept me up at night. The statistics and facts and charts don't make any sense to me, the girl with an IQ of 160. Guys... turn your volume up, lean in reeeeealy close to the computer... get your headphones, you'll need 'em. I'm gonna play this sound right now.
(Edit cut to a black screen. After a couple seconds of what sounds like underwater noise, a barely audible sound is heard.)
(Cut back to Mal. She's still staring intensely at the camera.)
Mal: I'm going to play it again.
(Edit cut back to the black screen, and to the audio.)
(Cut back to Mal, who's sitting back in her chair and laughing.)
Mal: Oh god, you guys probably think I'm trolling...
Mal: Nope, this
Sadist - Chapter 14 (Final)Sadist - Chapter 14 (Final)2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
“Zehnder . . ?”
Esther blinked her eye open slowly. She gazed around her surroundings, feeling light headed and numb.
For a moment she thought she saw Zehnder again; killing those cops, ripping them apart one by one. And all the bullets flying towards her, and all the blood, and finally the wail of the ambulance as it sped towards them; then a blinding white light, and then nothing.
Esther looked around more, trying to clear her head. She saw white walls and odd machines. It was all just a memory; she was no longer in the alley, no longer covered in blood, and no longer with Zehnder.
She tried to sit up, to get a better look around her, but a sharp pain in her side made her fall back down again. She felt confused, tired, and disoriented, so she lied back down and went to sleep.
* * *
Esther was woken up buy the sound of someone entering the room.
She called out quietly, wanting to see her friend again. She was disappointed when she saw that the one wh
Uncle Hypno's HouseUncle Hypno's House4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
A short story by Mythinu.
It was the dead of night. The gray abandoned house gave shelter to a creepy pokemon that called himself "Uncle Hypno" and all the pokemon who fell into his hypnotic spell and became his children. They said that they loved him, and he loved them back, but I didn't. I fell to his spell, but I was persistent to escape. I wouldn't give in to being with him forever, away from all my friends and family.
My name is Inu, and I am a growlithe with sky blue fur, light yellow fur comb on my head, furry chest and tail, and thick black stripes along my back and legs. My eyes were yellow, and they would glow brightly in the moonlight.
How did I get here? The night was stormy when I found this crooked, old, two-story house in the middle of the forest. I had to take shelter inside, so I ran onto the patio and shook off the rainwater that was soaking my fur. I walked toward the door and opened it, surprised by the warmth that came from the air inside. I hadn't the faintest ide
Brofist Academy Pg1 'Welcome to Brofist Academy'I stared out the window as I got further and further from home.Brofist Academy Pg1 'Welcome to Brofist Academy'3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I sighed wondering if my parents were safe. "Hi!" I turned and saw a girl a little older than me sit next to me. "Hello." I greeted her smiling.
"You must be the girl who escaped from the barrels. I can't believe you made it to the train without a scratch on you!" I couldn't believe it either. But I would've been dead if it wasn't for that person who saved me. Who was it though? Were they the one who brought me that letter? "Hey, who was that man who brought you to the train?" She asked. I shrugged, "You tell me."
"Anyway, I'm Madison but I go by Maddy." Maddy told me then looked out the window. "She likes to go by Maddy but I call her Mad." A boy about my age joked. He was behind us and took me by surprise. When I looked he stared at me which made me uncomfortable. "I'm Matthew what's your name?" The boy asked.
"My name's Enya." I told him. "Did you know your name means fire?" I already knew but I smiled and shook my head
The fires of insanityI woke up early in the morning. Even though I was half-asleep and I couldn't think straight, I knew that today was Christmas day and that my presents would be downstairs. I jumped out of bed and ran down the stairs, comically face-planting in the rug, but shrugging it off. The tree had presents all around it, but I was only looking for one present and one present alone. I dug through all of the wrapped gifts until I found what I was looking for: A small, thin, square-shaped wrapped present. I tore it open like it was a huge candy barThe fires of insanity4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Which, to my surprise, that was what it was.
I gawked at the king sized Kit-kat bar in my hand. Wait, what? How did my parents forget about what I wanted? I thought to myself, disappointed. I had dropped practically a million hints to what I wanted, and now I didn't have squat. I put the candy bar down and started rummaging through the other
MissingNo. White, Part OneMissingNo. White, Part One3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Ah, What a week.... Nothing could compare to the sour stench of blood in the afternoon. I have been hard at work.. creating a digital utopia for myself. Its looks a lot like the graphics from pokemon White, but the lay out of the land is purely a stroke of genius. I made myself a little town that's inhabited by the lavender town theme. I don't know why.. but i have the oddest weakness for that song.... It suits me.
The town itself looks a lot like cinabar island.. but instead of being surrounded by water, its surrounded by blood.The buildings and grass now vary in shades of grey and purple, and the mansion was replaced by my proudest feet. A grey version of lavender towns Tower with a large question mark drawn in with black smudge from ditto's I've killed. A Simple feet for a programmer.. but for a virus, it took two days of hard constant work. The damn commands were as tall as my sprite body!
Ah, but alas... i have made myself a spot that i quite frankly would di
????D??EV?L????D??EV?L4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I doubt you've ever heard of the ????D??EV?L. It goes by several names. ????D??EV?L, D EVL, DEVL and is even mistaken as another form of Missingno (Despite not making an appearance in the first Gen). You see, this Pokémon is rumoured to be death itself. It does not appear in any of the games as far as we know, just a hack someone made. The hack was taken off of the site it was found on about five hours after upload. I was lucky to have downloaded it before it was taken down.
The ROM was Sapphire. I only got it because I like the colour blue. But anyways, it started off as a normal hack. You're in bed; you have a wander around the room. I clicked on the T.V and all it said was, "???????D/??//EV//???/?LL????"
Yeah. Really creepy. I heard a phone ringing noise, and someone had hacked the Pokégear into this game somehow. I answered and professor oak said, "Come to the lab, now!" Is he even supposed to be in this game? Not thinking about it much, I walked out of the bui